Tuesday, May 27, 2003

The square outside the mall is swarming with canvasers of some sort. As I stride towards the nearest mall doors, one of them approaches me. Suddenly I feel a burst of pain shoot through my foot. Cursing the new shoes I'm breaking in, I grab my leg and quickly sit down on the abstract concrete structure I'm passing. As I adjust my shoe, I notice the canvaser who had been approaching me had stopped and chosen a new victim to give me a moment to recover my dignity. I finish fixing my shoe, and duck into the drugstore without being stopped.

Looks like I've found a new way to avoid canvasers.

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